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I was happy to get my most
favourite dress back. A small blot that had played a spoilsport with my white kurta drove me to my wit’s end. God
knows from where the stain came but it just refused to go. What a stubborn
spirit! It withstood the strongest and the costliest of the detergents. With
‘heavy’ heart, I accepted that I might not be able to wear it again.
Finally I ran into something,
which not only helped the stain vanish but also added shine to my kurta. The magic stuff was bought from a
roadside vendor. I generally refrain from roadside shopping but I had resolved
to find the stain removers no matter where it dwelt. I got it on a handcart. I
didn’t expect it to work but it surprised me.
It was a breaking story among my
friends and family. Many started borrowing it from me and everyone wore a smile
after using it. One day, I observed a spot in my house. After spending so much
on high-end tiles the blot was bothering us. Who would like to spoil the show
of a spanking house?
I …

‘Who is your
best friend?’ The question posed by one of my friends made me a bit
inquisitive. I’ve so many friends. When I said I couldn’t name any of them as
the best, she didn’t look convinced. According to her, there had to be one.
But yes, people
do label friendships as good, better and best. What do they keep in mind while
being friends with someone? Do they go analysing? Do they expect something in
return? The e-world and social networking seem to have compounded the issue.
I often pull my cousin’s leg, who
boasts of having innumerable friends (It’s a different story when the situation
demands, none turns up!). Every time we meet, she introduces me to a new face.
That face could be a college friend, a tuition friend, a hostel friend and even
a friend ‘just like that’! The list doesn’t end here. She has specific friends
for specific place and time. Those who accompany her to movies are different
than those who join her in eateries. The ones who help in studies are ‘sacred’.
In…

It was an unusual day when I had
a lot of spare time. The gap between my two assignments was nearly
three-and-a-half hours. It wasn’t wise to go to office and return. As my
vehicle was given for servicing, those couple of hours appeared even longer.
Little did I know that killing time could be so challenging. However, the
‘test’ turned out to be an interesting one. The location I had to go was some
10 kms off and I decided to walk part of the distance.
Familiar roads and localities
somehow appeared different. Observing things carefully, I realised our social
set-up was a strange mix of mindsets and economic strata. A towering structure
next to a crumbling wada, a plush bungalow in a dingy lane, a swanky complex
amid cramped shops…people live like this too…I was getting upset looking at
some dilapidated buildings. Still veterans sitting in the balconies of those
houses looked calm.
The busy road
was a connecting ground for people haling from different walks of life. A lady
with a di…

I have been working with The Times of India for couple of years writing in–depth articles on varied subjects. Though it’s all occupied with news, life has so much happening beyond and above the news. Yeah, I have not seen too many summers but most certainly tried my best to tan it out in the fewer ones I have experienced. I am here because I fundamentally like to speak to people and also to hear them out. And why restrict ourselves to flippant talks when we can have more serious and sensible conversations? It can’t be sweet nothings when we think and analyse a little more, we know it’s much more difficult. It’s an open book where we can divulge everything that seems intricate in simpler and uncomplicated terms. Let’s collect beautiful pearls from the vast ocean and we know, we have so much to explore because it’s vast, deep and expansive. And pearls are precious because each of them comes straight from our heart and enriches our lives.